Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Venezuela and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing MDC to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Parrish,
One Last Wish,
Spandau Ballet,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crime,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultravox,
Pantaleimon,
The Litter,
X-Ray Spex,
Eric Dolphy,
John Holt,
Danielle Patucci,
Tears for Fears,
Visage,
The Slits,
Bang On A Can,
MDC,
Glenn Branca,
Niagra,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
Negative Approach,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gladiators,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Doors,
Boredoms,
L. Decosne,
Juan Atkins,
Lalann,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Underground Resistance,
The Dirtbombs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maurizio,
Make Up,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Patti Smith,
The Kinks,
Bad Manners,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quadrant,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bush Tetras,
LL Cool J,
The Victims,
Ornette Coleman,
The Tremeloes,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.